Lifted

The past year has been something of a whirlwind. I’ve had some medical problems. So there have been lots of tests and time in doctors’ waiting rooms. I’ve kept my prayer and meditation mixed in with the laundry, the dishes, and the vacuum cleaner. I had little time to listen while putting too much time into doing. My body and spirit were suffering.

When I began to sit quietly. I would open my Bible and find verses I’ve never seen before. Then I remembered a prayer I offered to God a few months ago.

“Lord, I’m tired. I want to go back to where I started. Please take me back to the place I was when I fell in love. When I was so hungry to study your Word!

Once upon a time, I could memorize scripture so easily. In time, I found myself frustrated because no matter how I tried, it was hard to do. My multi-tasking habit was. I’m excited because over the past few months I found myself in that place again. I returned to my passion. I’m excited. I’m refreshed. I’m grateful. I’m healed. God is good. His grace has met me once again. He’s speaking in both a whisper and a roar. Hallelujah!!! I can hear Him.

Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. (Psalms 24:7 KJV)

 

Be encouraged,

 

T.